Sinking into the Sea of ​​the Moon[Entertainment]

Qiao Yiyue's mind was blank, and she ran forward in a daze. When there was no way, she went up the stairs. She didn't wake up until a gust of cold wind blew by, and found herself standing on the roof panting, with two legs I was too tired to lift up.

The weather has been cloudy these past few days, the thick clouds blocked the sky, and the unlit roof was pitch black. She dragged her heavy steps and slowly moved to the edge of the roof, her gaze blankly glanced at the myriad of lights in the distance. But it was as dark as the sky above, with no light at all.

Some people are very sensitive to the external environment, but they can quickly notice every little trouble, while some people are completely opposite, living in their own small world, ignoring the wind and rain of the outside world.

Qiao Yiyue is the latter. She focuses on herself and seldom pays attention to other people or other things. Even if some things are spread by word of mouth in her life circle, she often ignores them. , would not really take it to heart, for which she was criticized more than once for being slow or indifferent.

In fact, she was not born with such a detachment style. When she was a child, she was just like other children of the same age. She was lively and noisy.

She was born cute and bright, and the elders liked her when they saw her, and they would unconsciously favor her a bit no matter what, in her childhood, everything went smoothly for her, and she could enjoy some small conveniences brought by being beautiful, such as Ask for more candies, listen to more compliments, have more friends who like her, and so on.

But as she grew older, her more and more outstanding appearance not only brought her the love of others, but also attracted unreasonable malice.

Those malice piled up in places she didn't know, and they became higher and higher silently, until one day they broke out suddenly.

In the second semester of the second year of junior high school, when she was preparing for the art exam, an unclear rumor spread out from nowhere. The protagonist of the rumor was misbehaving, had a chaotic personal relationship, and even seduced the teacher to open the door for convenience, without a word of name. surname, but all the details will remind people of her.

At that time, the school immediately issued a solemn statement, asking students not to believe and spread rumors, but the effect was counterproductive. Instead, all kinds of gossip spread more and more, and spread to every corner of the school in a few days, and even spread to the school. , It has become a talking point for nearby residents.

For a long time, Qiao Yiyue lived in a tense atmosphere. Countless people looked at her critically and judged her, and every word and deed would be pointed out. She received many anonymous letters, and some people ran away. Came to ask her face to face, and when she flatly denied it, the other party only gave her an undeniable look——

It was clearly confirmed that it was her, so no matter what she said, they would not believe it.

Fortunately, with the comfort and encouragement of her family, friends, and many kind-hearted people, she survived that difficult time.

In the end, all kinds of rumors and rumors gradually subsided with the passage of time, but her life could not go back. After the rumors stopped, people may soon forget the specific details, but the established impression generated by the influence is still there. Can keep for a long time.

The imprint on her in the rumors will gradually fade with people's forgetfulness, until it is too faint to be seen, but it will never disappear.

It was a long time ago, and Qiao Yiyue can't remember many details clearly. Everything came to an end when she was admitted to the art school in the provincial capital. Both bitterness and sweetness are left behind, but his temperament is no longer as lively and cheerful as before. Instead, he has become silent and introverted, only focusing on his own affairs. .

Only when she is on stage and in front of the camera, will she take a breather and release her emotions freely, while the rest of the time, she stays quietly in the hard shell she built, unaware of the changes in the outside world. Listening, as if lost heart, numb and slow.

This kind of personality protected her well to a certain extent. She also encountered criticism when she was in art school. Later, she worked as a trainee abroad alone, was injured and missed the opportunity to debut, and wasted when she was not valued by her former company. For three years, the road has been bumpy, but she always told herself that as long as she doesn't look or think about it, it doesn't matter, she just needs to do her own thing well.

She told herself the same when black rumors spread all over the platform a while ago.

——Don’t look, don’t listen, don’t think about anything, you can always pass.

But there is always a limit to one's endurance, no matter how hard the outer shell is when the load exceeds the critical limit, cracks will appear. After successive blows, that understated sneer became the last snowflake that broke the branches.

For her dream, she gave up a lot of things, some of which may be dreamed by others. She desperately chose a not so easy path, and waited for a long time before she finally got the opportunity.

But a rumor easily destroyed all the hard work she had put in.

It was like that then, and it's like this now, if she did something wrong, or if she didn't do something well enough, she could change it—but she didn't do anything?

Why should she pay for something she never did?

The grievance welled up in her heart, together with what was suppressed in her heart before, it turned into endless sorrow and pain and swallowed her. She knelt down powerlessly, hugged herself and sobbed.

So tired, so uncomfortable, she wants to go home, she doesn't want to stay here alone, she wants to see mom and dad, at least mom and dad will hug her and tell her it's okay, even if she doesn't do anything well of.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." when i thought of my parents

Suddenly, a hand landed on her head and stroked it lightly. She didn't notice it at first, but it took a long time to realize that her body froze, and then she lowered her head to avoid the hand without thinking, and raised her hand at the same time. He raised his arms to cover himself tightly, took a deep breath to hold back his crying, and asked, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Cai Shuyu."

After Cai Shuyu finished speaking, he thought that Qiao Yiyue would pay attention to her, but seeing her curled up more and more, as if he didn't want to be touched by her, he hesitated for a moment, then withdrew his hand, and then sighed softly.

She was surprised to see Zhuang Chutang get an A today, but she quickly realized why Ai Hui made such a decision.

——She didn't expect that her fortune would indirectly aggravate the misfortune of others.

The reason why Ai Hui completely gave up on Qiao Yiyue has something to do with her.

After she was finalized to participate in the draft, the team happened to get a web script. Although it was not very good, it was quite good for her. Zhuang Chutang has known each other since childhood and has a good relationship. Although Zhuang Chutang is in a big company like Aihui, he has just graduated and has not yet acted in a drama. The two teams hit it off right away, and she happened to be coming to the draft, so Zhuang Chutang was also included there, just to take advantage of the heat of the draft to hype it up.

Originally, when the broadcast was the most popular, the two could leave after swiping a wave of existence, and they could stay until the second round of elimination at most, but they didn't expect Cai Shuyu to run into unexpected disasters just after the broadcast, and the show immediately considered changing candidates. The two teams Naturally, the cooperation was temporarily frozen.

Everyone—including Cai Shuyu herself—feeled that even if her acting career did not end completely, she would have to cultivate her health and rest for a long time before she could make it again. Unexpectedly, she was favored by the god of luck overnight, and her reputation reversed.

In the middle of the night yesterday, Wang Zecheng's mobile phone was stolen. The thief was a staff member of the film crew. He unlocked the mobile phone with the password he saw and uploaded all the photos in Wang Zecheng's cloud disk to the Internet, including the photo of Wang Zecheng smoking at a private party. uproar.

Later, someone found an intimate photo of him with different girls in the old photos, including Cai Shuyu who was in the cusp of the storm not long ago. This is good, the lies of the agency and himself were exposed in an instant up.

If it was just about emotional fraud, then Wang Zecheng might be able to get rid of the public relations with an apology. After all, the public has always had a high tolerance for male artists, but he still smokes. This is not just a matter of the entertainment industry, he was directly named by the party media block.

At the same time, the dispute with Cai Shuyu a while ago was brought up again. Her image changed from a vicious woman full of lies a few days ago to a kind-hearted rich daughter who endured humiliation. to a new high.

She has overcome the difficulties, and the cooperation between the two teams will naturally be put on the agenda again. Cai Shuyu's team has a weak influence in the new media field and needs to rely on Ai Hui's marketing channels, and Ai Hui is of course also I will not let go of the heat that was sent to my door for nothing. After resuming cooperation, because her traffic is not what it used to be, the business plan of the two teams has naturally changed accordingly. Originally, I just wanted to show my face, but now I need to re-plan. Ai Hui sent Zhuang Chutang to one of the seven people in order to keep up with Cai Shuyu's influence.

This was a win-win situation. Cai Shuyu was happy after receiving the call, but he never thought that it would affect Qiao Yiyue.

She originally wanted to wait until the results of the theme song assessment were released and announce it as a surprise to the public, and celebrate it by the way, but now she completely lost the mood to celebrate.

She is not very kind-hearted, and doesn't have that much energy to take care of other people. Besides, Zhuang Chutang is her good friend. Compared with Qiao Yiyue who has only known each other for a few days in a real sense, Zhuang Chutang is of course better. It's important, besides, she didn't do anything wrong, so she can walk her own path with peace of mind, but she couldn't see Qiao Yiyue after work, and she was always unstable for some reason.

Probably she already regarded Qiao Yiyue as a friend, she thought, since they are friends, no matter how close they are, if the other party is sad, she will not feel well.

At this time, she actually had no position to come to Qiao Yiyue. After all, even if it wasn't her intention, she did cause Qiao Yiyue's chances to be slimmed down to a certain extent, but she still couldn't help but come over. , I want to see how Qiao Yiyue is doing.

After leaving Qiao Yiyue's dormitory, she originally wanted to go to the people who usually walked closer to Qiao Yiyue, but when she was waiting for the elevator, she found the door of the escape passage was open, so she came here with the mentality of giving it a try. On the rooftop, as soon as I passed, I heard the whimpering sound like a kitten.

Gently, thinly, she was obviously out of breath from crying, but she still seemed to be holding back, trying to wrap herself up, hiding her fragility deeply in her arms, unwilling to reveal a single bit.

She suddenly felt sad, her nose was sore, as if she was the one who had lost something, she couldn't help stretching out her hand, wanting to give him some comfort, even a little bit.

Qiao Yiyue dodged all of a sudden, and stopped crying, hiding himself even deeper.

She thought that she was probably not qualified to say anything to comfort her. Whatever she said was hypocritical, she tried to speak a few times, but the words turned into silent sighs.

Finally, she put away those beautiful but useless words, bent down and put the paper bag and milk tea that she had been carrying in the other hand to Qiao Yiyue's side, and said, "Have you not had dinner yet? I bought it." The milk tea and pineapple buns may be a bit cold, but they should be okay."